Unlike the demon birds that Francis saw, the huge black wings with a human form may be the appearance of complete distortion.

Elizabeth slowly spread her wings, half-hid the side of her erosive face with her hands, and looked at Francis with a miserable smile; "You're here."

Every time Elizabeth wandered in the fog, part of her memory burned away, and her current humanity and the only memory she had were like wildflowers in a storm, crumbling.

She couldn't even remember the other part of her name, only the wailing of Debea, which filled the field, reminded her of where she had come from.

"Let my two friends go first, you know, and stop touching the innocent."

Francis finished looking at Solomon and May hanging upside down in the main hall. "Hurry up and run in a minute."

Elizabeth flapped the wings on her back, and her hand was finally lowered, and the eye frame of the side of her face was hollow, and the feather growth and part of the skin ulceration caused by the distortion were extremely obvious.

"They can't go anywhere," Elizabeth said with a smile on her face, but in a cold tone; "Catch them. to keep you here. ”

Francis sighed, still repenting of the damage she had caused, and tearfully begged Francis to end her Elizabeth, who had now changed her temperament and changed her attention—it seemed that the last shred of her kindness was now on the verge of collapse.

Under the dual influence of the completeness of the aberration and the memory of the lesion, the ruins of the dungeon in Elizabeth's eyes at this moment are the prosperity of the past, and the demon birds are the people who once shouted the name of the princess of Thebia outside the king's castle.

Recent memories of Francis are the last cornerstone of Elizabeth's sanity, as if the drowning man had caught the only rope, Elizabeth didn't want Francis to leave, and she decided to keep Francis by her side forever.

"Now get down on your knees, offer your knees, and say that you will marry me. We can rule this place like a paradise, from the mountains of Helen to the sea of Eros, and the new king of Thebea, Francis I, your name will be known to all. ”

Elizabeth was so enchanted with her dreams that she had lost her ability to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and was completely unaware that it was a bubble.

"I do not want to be the king of Thebea, but on the contrary, I will plunge my sword into your heart to save your suffering soul."

Francis raised his head and tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, ready to strike at any moment.

Elizabeth's eyes were full of happiness and she shook her head, and her wings rose into the air. She tilted her head and 'smiled' and gave Francis an ultimatum, "No, you will." If there's something stopping you from saying it, then I'll crown you personally. ”

Francis didn't say anything more, he knew it was useless to say anything, and he couldn't let Elizabeth continue to suffer. He lifted his steel sword and walked around the ground, beginning to wrestle with Elizabeth hovering in the air.

Seeing the urgency of the situation, Solomon tried with all his might to open the rope trapped in his ankle, and said to May as he broke free; "Hurry up, silly, slow down, that monster is going to snatch Francis away!"

"Shut up." May tried her best to keep her composure, having spent time in the church, she understood that Elizabeth was a completely apocalyptic and had existed for an unknown amount of time. She fumbled around her waist for a moment, and pulled out a knife, which May slashed between herself and Solomon's ankles while Elizabeth had no time to care for them.

With a plop, Mei, who had not walked on her legs, fell to the ground with a painful cry, but Solomon made a turn in the air and finally stood on the ground.

Solomon activated his extraordinary mutation as he rushed forward, jumping one floor in one breath in an attempt to knock Elizabeth down. It wasn't a problem for other monsters to fly or even smash, but for Elizabeth at this time. Solomon's rampage is more like an annoying fly.

Elizabeth shook her wings, and Solomon was shot out like a meteor, smashing a large crater into the temple wall.

Francis could not interfere with Elizabeth in the air, which made Elizabeth fascinated by the fact that she plucked a crown from the dome of the temple, which radiated a golden sheen. Elizabeth hugged the crown and smiled peacefully, slowly falling from the air to the ground like a baby.

"The crown is covered with dust, and the jewel is lost in the sea.

White crows are noisy on the branches, and the scarecrows in the wheat fields never drive them away.

Father, Father, why is it so painful to be on the throne..."

Mei propped up her upper body and looked at her as she read this ballad that had been passed down in the church, and some people said that this ballad showed the old ones.

Seeing Elizabeth holding the crown, May realizes that Elizabeth is one of the hidden ones in the ballad.

As for the real facts, the Church has silenced all those in the know, except for Francis, who has seen the frescoes.

Elizabeth fell before Francis, held the crown to him, and spoke; "Crown, my king."

Elizabeth existed too long ago for Francis to kill her based on her humanity at the time, willing to die. Francis, who had just realized that the situation had deteriorated, told Solomon and May to hurry up, but Solomon didn't listen.

Suddenly, Francis asked; "Can you sing that beautiful song again?"

Elizabeth did not hesitate at all, and even though she was so completely distorted by the extraordinary power, her singing voice was still beautiful. And as soon as Elizabeth began to sing, the gray fog began to flow, and the gray fog led to those memories.

The mist appeared out of thin air and filled the entire temple like a tornado. And in the eye of the storm, it is Francis and Elizabeth, whom he first met, standing face to face.

With the help of these, Francis was given one last chance to speak with Elizabeth's human part.

At this moment, Elizabeth's Elizabeth briefly sobered up and said with a miserable laugh; "It's an endless nightmare." This was supposed to be Elizabeth's last sober moment.

Francis examines them as they are caught up in the storm of memory, and Elizabeth standing in front of him is nothing more than a pitiful and miserable innocent woman. For a while, he was a little soft-hearted, and he couldn't help but say in a reluctant mood; "All nightmares need an end."

He should have done it neatly the first moment he entered, and no one knew how long the fog would last.

Elizabeth walked slowly towards Francis, took the initiative to pick up Francis's strong sword, and pressed it against her heart. Francis muttered as he looked at each other with incomparably clear eyes; "Don't show the slightest weakness, Francis, or the world will eat you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire gray mist suddenly fell into complete darkness, and the cry of a woman sounded.

It took a few minutes for Francis to return to reality, and when he figured out the situation, he realized that his sword had pierced Elizabeth's heart at some point, and he was lying peacefully in his arms.